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Brahma, Allah, Jevovah, Vishnu, Ahuramazda, Shiva... What’s in a name? A way to identify the same, Geography, language is mainly to blame Your glory is such, Man asks for too much. Meditation or one pointed concentration is the key , But who says there is no fee? Day to dawn makes no sense, What does? we call nonsense. Who am I, and why am I here? Has just become my greatest fear. Is justice to be done with the strength in my hands? Or by sweet words maybe written in the sand? When will you set me free? So that I can be with thee. How am I to live in bliss? When I stop myself from giving all a kiss. Why do I write I do not know? It is only ink on paper to show.

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Date: 2/21/2016 2:32:00 PM
Mohit, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 12/27/2015 1:35:00 PM
MOHIT, a pleasure to read :) hope you are enjoying the holidays ...... SKAT LOVE
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